As often happens with love, I didn’t go in search of poetry. It found me. My intention that January afternoon was to use my gift card for purchasing books to help hone my grammar/writing skills. The result, however, was my returning to our Starbucks table with an armload of books such as:
- Writing the Life Poetic, by Sage Cohen (my favorite!)
- Writing Poetry from the Inside Out, by Sandford Lyne
- The Poet’s Companion, by Kim Addonizio and Dorianne Laux
- Poem Crazy, by Susan Goldsmith Wooldridge
Was it the color of their bindings that first caught my eye? The captivating covers? The snappy titles? A divine curiosity?
I’m still unsure as to why this love for poetry emerged as it did, but I can confidently say it was a match made in heaven.